Chapter 8 Playful Friction

Alora's

That evening Alora and Jake were dancing around to some of the music on the radio. He swung and dipped her through the livingroom making her laugh and forget about her previous scare. A loud knock on the door made her wonder if they were being too loud as she walked towards it, Jake close on her heels. She opened it to see a tired but smiling Spencer.

"Spencer!" she cheered as she pounced on him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He laughed as he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly after he was sure he wasn't going to fall backwards. He closed his eyes as he buried his nose in her hair inhaling her scent.

"Missed you," he mumbled.

"Missed you too," she mumbled back.

Jake coughed into his hand obnoxiously making them both look over at him but not let go.

"So this is the boyfriend?" Jake asked smirking and rubbing his hands together.

"Behave or I'll sick Pen on you," she threatened pointing a finger at him trying to look stern before giggling.

"Spencer this is my cousin Jake, he's thankfully on leave from the Army," she said smiling at Spencer before glaring at Jake, "Jake this is my boyfriend Spencer. I have dibs. You no touchy. No threats and no acts of violence."

Jake held his hands up in a show of surrender, "I wouldn't want to risk the wrath of Peaches and Sugar Cream."

"Darn straight," she said nodding before yanking Spencer in and shutting the door before locking it up.

Once Spencer stabilized his footing, he realized he didn't feel intimidated by her cousin at all. Jake may have been broader than him, but he was definitely like Derek. Insides of teddy bear fluff.

"I'd offer my hand but I heard a lot of people don't wash their hands so I'm a bit creeped out by that fact," Jake stated as he glared playfully at his cousin who blinked a bit too innocently.

She then smiled widely, "I think maybe we should stop hovering in the entryway and make our way to the livingroom."

Jake shook his head and backed up to stop blocking the way. Jake took the chair while Alora and Spencer took the couch. She curled up into his side and he was quick to wrap an arm around her shoulders to pull her tight to his side. Jake watched this all with a small smile.

"Did you catch the UNSUB?" she asked Spencer.

"Yeah. Got him right before he killed a little boy," Spencer said sighing, "Unfortunately he wasn't caught until the bodies of six children were found. We're not sure yet if that was all of them."

"But you saved the boy," she pointed out.

"Yeah," he said as he leaned his chin on her head.

"So what do you do for the FBI?" Jake asked curiously, "Al didn't get a chance to tell me."

"I work on a team of profilers for the Behavioral Analysis Unit. The BAU."

"Didn't you guys help catch that Boston Reaper?" Jake asked impressed.

"Yes," Spencer said softly while fidgeting, "But we didn't catch him soon enough to save Hotch's wife."

Alora's eyes widened, "That's who did it? Pen was a mess during that time. Took her vacation to stay with me until she felt better. She didn't have the heart to talk about it much tho. Took her a bit of convincing to make her realize it wasn't her fault."

"I think we all felt that way for awhile. Hard to remember that some of these people have something wrong with them."

Jake whistled softly, "Wow. You guys have intense cases. Are they always like that?"

"No, there's not usually so much threat to our families. Sometimes it seems like it does, but considering how many cases we handle it's usually just threats."

"Well Al certainly doesn't need any help to attract trouble," Jake said shaking his head.

Alora glared at him, "Not my fault."

"I didn't say it was," Jake pointed out, "But I hope you're taking this as serious as I am."

"I am," she nodded, "I don't feel like being gutted for not returning some nutjobs affections."

Spencer winced and pulled her tighter against him.

"On that note, I'm ordering pizza. Any preference Mr. FBI?" Jake asked as he snatched Alora's cellphone and scrolled down to the number labeled 'Best Pizza Place'.

"I like regular crust, extra cheese, and pepperoni," Spencer said.

"So two of those since it's her preference and two meat lovers for me," Jake smirked as he ruffled her hair and walked into the spare bedroom.

"I think he used pizza as an excuse to give us a couple minutes alone," Alora pointed out.

Spencer nodded, "I know."

"So what's the plan?" she asked.

"Well I was hoping you'd let me stay the night since I don't have enough room for both of you," he said, "Is he heading back right away or staying a couple days?"

"I think he's going to stay at least one more day since he's planning a marriage proposal to his longtime girlfriend Paige."

"Well congratulations for them," Spencer said smiling.

"What happens when he leaves?" she asked fidgeting.

"Well I can stay here or you can stay with me. We could switch back and forth if you'd like. You can stay at Penelope's while we're gone, she's got a really good security system now. During the day you can come with us to the BAU if that's okay. It'd be safer for you than leaving you alone."

"It would give me a new place to write, maybe I'll get inspired. Tho being around Pen can be inspiration in itself."

He laughed, "Yeah she's quite the character."

"Yes she is."

Jake returned a couple minutes later and set her cellphone down on an end table near the wall, "It's on it's way."

Spencer lifted his arm from Alora to grab his messenger bag strap to take it off before rummaging around, "I stuck my wallet in here somewhere."

"No worries, my treat," Jake said.

"You sure?" Spencer asked looking up at him.

"Yeah."

"Well then let me take you guys out to lunch tomorrow?" Spencer asked, "There's this really nice diner near the FBI building."

"Sounds good to me," Alora said.

"Anytime with Spencer probably sounds good to you," Jake smirked and wiggled his eyebrows up and down a couple times.

Both of them blushed.

"Yep you and Derek will get along great," Spencer mumbled making Alora snort a laugh.

"He is a lot like Derek isn't he?" Alora asked as she took a critical look at her cousin, "Tho Jake makes the best strawberry waffles in the world."

Jake smiled widely, "Yes. Yes I do."

She scoffed, "Modest much?"

"When it suits," Jake shrugged.

"So how long will it suit you to stay with me?" she asked raising a brow.

"Probably have Pen get me a ticket for tomorrow evening," he said, "You can see me off like a good cousin and then wander off with your boyfriend to have all kinds of wild, kinky sex."

Said couple blushed darker this time making Jake chuckle, "Aaaaand that's it."

"Huh?" Alora asked confused.

"The look on both of your faces eases my mind of any problems you're going to have in the future. Like I said earlier, as long as he treats you like a queen and you guys talk everything out… you'll be fine."

Alora blushed harder and buried her face in Spencer's chest. Spencer lifted his hand from her back and ran his hand through her hair causing her to moan lightly. Spencer stilled and Jake barked out a laugh.

"You have him trained well dear cousin. He already knows you like it when people play with your hair," Jake smiled and stood as he heard the buzzer, "That'll be the pizza."

"Maybe you should invite the whole team to lunch. It would be fun to meet the others. Of course you don't have to if you're uncomfortable with it," she said quietly.

"I'd love for the rest of the team to meet you," he said leaning down to kiss her gently.

She smiled and kissed him deeper.

"Augh my eyes!" Jake said holding the stack of pizzas in front of his face.

"Sometimes I think you never grew past ten," Alora said sighing as she stood to get plates.

They dished up and sat to eat in the livingroom since Alora didn't have a dining table. They ate quietly before Jake excused himself for a shower and then headed to bed. Spencer had brought a change of clothes and his pajamas in case Alora was okay with him staying. When he said he'd take the couch she glared playfully at him before dragging him into her room.

"But I don't want your nice cousin killing me," he pouted.

"He won't kill you," she assured him as she pulled back the covers and climbed in.

She patted the spot next to her before frowning, "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"Why do you keep saying that?" he asked as he sat next to her.

"What?"

"You seem so worried that I'll be uncomfortable with you and how things are going with us."

"I don't want to make a mistake by pushing you into something you don't want. I really like you."

"I really like you too and if I'm uncomfortable I'll tell you as long as you do the same. I've been worried about scaring you off with my weirdness, but I think we have the same kind."

She smiled gently up at him, "You keep saying things like that and I'll end up falling in love with you."

"Nothing wrong with that," he whispered with a small smile as he scooted closer to her and wrapped an arm around her.

She pulled the blankets up around them and they both laid down. She leaned away a bit to reach the lamp. When the bedroom darkened, she laid her head on his chest and he wrapped his other arm around her. She wore a purple tank top and pajama shorts while he wore a thin white t shirt and plaid pajama pants. Their legs entwined as they cuddled.

She shifted her head to look at him and found him smiling at her.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered.

She smiled and blushed before leaning up and kissing him. He deepened the kiss, closed his eyes, and gently buried the hand from his trapped arm into her hair. She moaned lightly and felt his other hand on her waist. His fingers twitched a bit before he ran them slowly up her body to graze the side of her breast. She moaned softly causing him to still his hand before he moved it over her breast and massaged it gently. Her moans increased as he continued to lightly tug on her hair. She pushed herself up against him as tight as she could go. He shivered as her upper thigh rubbed against his hardening length.

He moved his thigh further between her legs to give her friction where she wanted it most. Her moans got louder and he broke their kiss to nibble down her exposed neck. She wiggled a hand in his hair and gently tugged. He moaned lightly as he realized he liked it when she did that as well. He nudged her to her back and carefully followed. He looked down on her and smiled before nibbling down her neck again. He kept some of his weight off of her as he leaned on one arm. He had untangled their legs so he was between them and he rubbed himself against her lightly. She moaned loudly and tugged on his hair again.

He let go of her neck and whispered in her ear, "Is this okay?"

She moaned quieter as he rubbed against her again. He looked at her as she opened her lust filled eyes.

"Yes," she moaned in a whisper.

"I missed you," he whispered back before he ducked his head so he could kiss the tops of her slightly exposed breasts.

She moved a hand down to the bottom edge of her tank top and tugged it up her stomach before it caught. Spencer caught her movement and helped her take it off. She tugged on his shirt too and he complied as quickly as he could making her laugh quietly.

She closed her eyes with a moan as his skin touched hers. He flashed his quirky smirk before leaning down and capturing a nipple in his mouth. Her hand returned to his hair as if to keep him there. He moved against her again and her moans made him harder. He felt like he was going to rip right through his pajama bottoms and he was super sensitive from their previous encounter. He moaned into her chest as she bucked up into him. He leaned back up to kiss her again and capture her moans as he bucked back with the same amount of pressure. She groaned hard into his mouth as he started a rhythm making her squirm against him.

He broke the kiss and recaptured a nipple, he nibbled and sucked as she bucked up into him harder. She let out a loud moan as he rubbed just right against her.

A loud bang on the wall made them freeze.

"I don't mean to be a cockblocker, but this pillow only blocks out so much," Jake yelled laughing from the other room.

Spencer and Alora groaned and he let his head fall on her chest.

"I have a perfect memory and I forgot he was in the next room," he mumbled into her chest.

She giggled, "Well at least he's leaving tomorrow night and I get you all to myself. You DO plan on sharing a bed with me while you protect me?"

He looked up and looked into her eyes before whispering, "That's the plan. I can't seem to get enough time with you."

"I agree," she whispered back as she booped his nose.

He sighed heavily before reluctantly lifting himself off of her. He found their shirts and they redressed before falling asleep in each others arms.